The days when I was forced to be a magic stick

Yan An didn't make this decision on a whim, he had planned it when he agreed to deal with the Li Gui in Xiaolang Bay.

He remembered clearly the time when the accident happened in his previous life. On August [-]th, he was manipulated to go to City B that night, and then he lost consciousness until he was reborn.

And now there are only three days left before this day.

In fact, Yan An would like to go to City B ahead of time if possible, but he was worried that if he was not at home, people in the dark would target his family.

Grandpa and grandpa are his only two relatives in the world. If something happens to them, Yan An will never forgive himself.

Noticing the change of Grandpa's face, he brought out the speech he had prepared, "My roommate came back from a trip abroad and said he wanted to get together and go out for a few days."

Gathering together was proposed by Yan An. In the past two summer vacations, he hurried home because of the death disaster. One of the four people in the dormitory was missing, and the rest were not very interested in carrying out activities.

He knew that grandpa would definitely agree for this reason, because grandpa has always felt guilty for not giving him a holiday with peers.

Sure enough, after listening to Yan An's explanation, Grandpa Yan immediately calmed down, and he thought that the conversation before dinner annoyed An An.

It's just that he still has a question, "won't you come back before school starts?"

Yan An should be.

"I don't know how they planned it, but I think there shouldn't be too much time left."

Yan An lied about this sentence, he went to City B for business, and there must be no activities, but he still has time to go out for a meal and party.

His roommates are locals from City B. When they heard that he was going to school early, one or two expressed that they would entertain him even if he asked for leave.

Except for Xu Linyuan who was taken to travel as soon as he was on vacation, Meng Yunzhou and Ouyang Xun were all interns in their own companies.

"Boys should be more lively." Grandpa Yan didn't think there was anything wrong, "Be sure to pay attention to safety. You haven't read the current news. Even boys are not spared of those perversions."

"..." Grandpa, what are you looking at all day long.

Even if this matter is decided in this way, the time passes quickly, and it will soon be August [-]th.

That night, Yan An had dinner early and went back to his room, telling his grandpa and grandpa that he had to go to bed early and not to disturb him.

Yan An knew that even if that person wanted to do something, he would choose midnight, and it's only less than eight o'clock now.But he has lost his usual calm, which is not good.

He poured a bowl of clear water and set it aside, then took out the talisman paper and began to draw talismans.

Both drawing symbols and practicing calligraphy require a high degree of concentration, which can calm people's minds.

He was absorbed in it.

Gradually, time passed by every minute and every second, the downstairs TV series ended, grandpa and grandpa went back to their rooms to rest, and the barking of rhubarb at Aunt Lin's house next door also stopped.

Lights were turned off everywhere, and everything was silent.

The hour hand points to eleven o'clock.

"The success rate of drawing talismans tonight seems to be quite high." He put away his pen, sorted the talisman papers in an orderly manner, and the messy desk became clean and tidy again.

A white porcelain bowl filled with clear water stood alone on the desk.

Yan An was lying on the bed in his clothes. From his position, he could just see the crescent crescent hanging in the sky.

The white moonlight illuminated a small half of the room through the open window, Yan An was expressionless, his expression as cold as the moonlight.

I don't know how long it took, but when Yan An thought he was about to fall asleep, there was an unusual aura in his room.

The moon hid in the clouds at some point, and the house was pitch black.

Eyes adapted to the darkness vaguely saw a white thing crawling in from under the door, without pausing, it went straight to the direction of the bed.

Yan An half-closed his eyes and did not move, pretending to be still in a deep sleep, for this moment he even put away the five emperors' money, fearing that it would scare the snake away.

When the little white thing climbed up to the side of the bed, walked to the pillow step by step and wanted to jump on his forehead, Yan An stretched out his hand to catch it, and at the same time turned on the light.

The white thing was similar to what he had imagined. It was a paper-cut figurine with something written on the back in bright red cinnabar.

Without looking, he ignited the paper figurine in time, then dropped the ashes into the prepared clean water, bit his finger and wiped it around the rim of the bowl.

The paper ash floating on the surface of the water seemed to suddenly become heavier, and immediately sank to the bottom of the bowl. The clear water was bubbling, as if it had been boiled.

All the changes happened in an instant, and an old face was reflected in the water.

Far away in the basement of City B, Li Qingtian who was sitting cross-legged on the futon suddenly opened his eyes and let out a cold snort.

"Hmph, I didn't expect this old guy to keep a hand."

He looked in front of him, and there were three things placed in the shape of a letter on the rectangular desk.

The incense burner above, the incense inserted in it has been extinguished, on the right is the ashes of paper figurines mixed with water, while on the left is a doll drenched in blood.

There is a red line between the puppet and the ashes, which is composed of the blood with the most resentment during the sacrifice of five living creatures.

Among them, young children or pregnant women who have been tortured for a long time are the best.

"A good sacrificial blood was wasted."

Li Qingtian stood up and shook his robe, stared at Ashes for a while with a wrinkled face, then turned and walked to a wall.

This wall looks plain and ordinary. I don't know what Li Qingtian pressed, but there is a passageway that one person can pass through.

The lights inside were as bright as day, and all white flesh in sight, regardless of men and women, were all naked and nude, sitting cross-legged in a strange posture.

Faced with such a strange scene, Li Qingtian, as if he had long been used to it, skillfully passed through the flesh and reached the opposite side.

On the opposite side was a square table that was exactly the same as the outside, with only two things on it, a clay pot filled with red goo, and a writing brush.

Li Qingtian picked up two things, walked up to a naked female body, and used a brush to paint on the woman's chest with sticky substance.

The moment the pen touched the skin, many runes suddenly appeared out of thin air on the woman's body, densely covering her entire body.

With the drawing of the brush, those runes seemed to come alive, like blood-red tadpoles, swimming on them with their bodies as pools.

The woman's eyes were closed, and at this moment she suddenly showed a look of pain, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but she never made a sound.

Li Qingtian was not affected at all, and continued to draw stroke by stroke. If you look carefully, you will find that the runes he newly wrote are not the same as the existing blood tadpoles.

The more and more runes were written, the color of the initial writing obviously became lighter, and the condition of the woman became more and more serious, and even her body trembled.

When a critical point was passed, the body twitched violently, and then completely stopped moving.

"Useless trash!" Li Qingtian cursed angrily, and stopped his movements.

He went to the wall and rang something like a doorbell, "Another material died, come and clean it up."

After getting a response, he stared at the materials in the room with an uncertain expression.

The quality of the material that just died is already the best, but it has only survived eight layers of runes.

His time is running out.

Didn't that old guy rely on his talent to make him lose face? I don't know what his blood is like.

Li Qingtian smiled slowly, his eyes were cold, which made people shudder.

Speaking of Yan An's side, the scene only lasted for a few breaths before it completely disappeared. Several dark cracks appeared on the white porcelain bowl, and then exploded with a bang.

Fortunately, he had expected it long ago, so he was not scratched by the flying debris.

It was within Yan An's expectation that the other party could detect his tricks.

He didn't expect that a small traceability technique could do anything. His goal had already been achieved, at least he saw clearly who the person who harmed him was.

"Hiss." It was only after he relaxed that he felt the wound on his thumb. Yan An helplessly curled the corner of his lips.

He found a bandage and put it on, then cleaned up the room.

It was just midnight, but Yan An didn't dare to sleep, fearing that the other party might have something to do, so he lay on the bed and read entertainment gossip to pass the time.

Inadvertently saw a familiar face. "The president of the Gu family refuses the favor of the new head of the jade girl, is it affectionate or ruthless?"

After Yan An finished reading the headlines of the entertainment tabloids, he felt goose bumps all over his body because he couldn't bear it.

The main idea of ​​the news is that at the charity gala tonight, the newly promoted head of the jade girl talked with Gu Xuechen with a smile, but Gu Xuechen kept a cold face the whole time.

Yan An almost died laughing, he was complaining about the head of the house, Gu Xuechen was born with a cold face, and he didn't like to laugh, okay?

He has been with Gu Xuechen for so long and has never seen him smile.Cough, whether in a dream or outside the dream.

Today's entertainment reporters have really big brains, and they can make up a [-]-word novel with a single photo.

He continued to scroll down, most of which were about Gu Xuechen's achievements since he took over the Gu family, and occasionally there were some scandals that were all speculation without evidence.

Yan An's work and rest habits have always been good, and he was lying on a soft bed, and fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

As the saying goes, there are thoughts every day and dreams at night, so of course, Yan An had a dream again that night, and he didn't wake up until Grandpa Yan called him.

The dream this time was normal, and the location was a place he had never seen before. It seemed to be the yard of a private house with many trees planted in it.

He and Gu Xuechen sat on the bench under the tree.

He was very fortunate that there were no irritating images in the content of this dream, otherwise Yan An would always have a feeling of lusting after seeing a real person if he still had such a dream.

However, why is the scale so large only last time?He stroked his clean chin in wonder.

This morning, Fang Yi still came to Gu's headquarters on time to clock in for work. He knew that Mr. Gu would usually arrive early at this time, so he knocked on the door of the office with the prepared materials.

Boom boom boom.Boom boom boom.

After several minutes, Xiao Wu from the secretariat told him that Mr. Gu hadn't arrived yet.

Fang Yi was a little surprised, isn't Mr. Gu usually the most punctual?Then he figured it out again, Mr. Gu is not an iron man, he always overslept or felt uncomfortable.

Although the reason is basically the latter.

But until after nine o'clock, Gu Xuechen still didn't show up.

Fang Yi was in a hurry, at this time Gu Xuechen called, and he quickly picked it up, "Mr. Gu?"

"what?"

"Oh yes!"

After hanging up the phone, he was still in a daze, but Mr. Gu actually asked him to contact Master Liu and ask him if he would cast a spell or something.

Could it be that Mr. Gu was cursed for not having a girlfriend?